Sunday, May 21
Saturday, May 20
Saturday, May 13
Well, today was the big day, the Wiggles (Matthew's favorite show) were in town live. He says he had a good time, but I think he was a little stunned and didn't really know what to think about it. He was devastated when the show was over, tho, so that's a good sign! We had pretty good seats, Murray (the one it the red shirt) actually was less than 3 feet away from us at one point.
Oh, and my hubby made me cry today. Matthew came up after breakfast and handed me a wonderful Mother's Day card that both of my guys had signed. So it was a good reason to cry. (Not that it takes much to make me wanna cry these days, the hormones are working overtime!)
Tuesday, May 9
So I had a midwife appt today, and out of curiosity I had her check to see if I was dialated yet.
Completely effaced and 2-3 centimeters dialated! AND Miss Josie has dropped. We are good to go.
(Is she here yet?)
Of course, being dialated and effaced really doesn't tell us WHEN she'll make her arrival, just that it will be a fairly easy labor and delivery. We figure we've still got a week or two left, I'm not nearly emotional enough yet! Apparently, the day before I went into labor with Matt, I started bawling uncontrollably for no reason what-so-ever. Of course, I don't really remember this, but Hubby sure does!
Sunday, May 7
It's the beginning of week 38, and I am soooo over being pregnant. It doesn't matter what I do or don't do, I'm achy and miserable. The scary part is that as soon as the baby gets here, pregnancy amnesia sets in and I will forget it all and want to do it all over again.
So yesterday, we painted our office. It is no longer turquoise. it is a dark raspberry on two walls, and a dark grape jelly color on the other two. We're putting our new verticle blinds up today, so we will have a 'dark' room with no glare on our computer screens anymore! Now if I could just get my braxton-hicks contractions to go away just as easily, I'd be a really happy camper!
Oh, and my hubby is the bomb! My 2 1/2 year old gets to go see his favorite show LIVE next Saturday. The WIGGLES are in town! I can only hope that Josie decides to either arrive before or after the show, since I can always get an auntie or a grammy to take him, but if my water breaks DURING, that's sooo going to suck ass for Matthew. Not that having my water break in public is a dream of mine, but can you imagine telling a 2 year old we have to leave during his favorite show EVER? It's going to be bad enough when the show is over.